Today didn’t allow time for much of a bike ride. Why? Because I was knee-deep in spring cleaning. Bah humbug!
Just a little over 3 measly miles. A ride is a ride though. 11 for 11!
Author: Susan (Page 23 of 103)
The past 24 hours has been bizarre weather-wise. Yesterday’s high was 84 and today it barely made it over 34 (36 to be exact).
Yesterday’s ride was warm, in shorts and t-shirt. Today’s ride was in sweatshirt, jacket, stocking cap, gloves and I was still cold! I didn’t realize how cold I would feel when I took this shot as I was heading out or I wouldn’t have been smiling.
This morning we had freezing rain which coated the trees and everything else in ice. The freezing rain continued until about 2pm, but the sun didn’t come out until it was time for it to set.
Only 2.7 miles riding in the cold, dodging ice falling from trees.
Just me and the goose out tonight
Beautiful sky and sunset
Once again, regardless of the weather I find every ride joyful. You can’t ask for more than that.
Day 9’s ride was a pleasure ride, albeit a windy and muggy one. Today’s high is in the mid-80s, tomorrows high will be in the mid-40’s with a likelihood (if you believe the forecasters) of freezing rain. Could make tomorrow’s ride very interesting.
I didn’t ride anywhere in particular and it wasn’t a training or fitness ride, just a fun time on the bike.
I did use LiveTrack on my new Garmin 510 so Mark could see where I was during the ride. Cool technology. We are going to California in a couple of weeks and I plan to do some LiveTrack rides while we are there. I will post the ride map and data here each day as soon as I am able.
Day 9: 6.3 miles/36:45
Photos from Day 9:
I waited until just before dark to ride. Mostly because of the atrocious wind, but also because of how I was feeling after a dentist appointment in the afternoon.
So off I go on to my “have to” ride because of my pledge to ride every day in April. I expected it to be maybe not miserable – because no time on the bike is miserable – but not fun or enjoyable.
It was actually fun and beyond enjoyable. Really the word that best describes tonight’s ride is magical. The sky was blue and orange, the air moved between very still and very gusty, and only a handful of us were out. Two boys fishing, several playing basketball, a couple of women walking and me. We knew what the people in their homes looking outside didn’t know and what I hadn’t known 5 minutes before: It wasn’t only not bad outside, it was perfect. An evening in the spring, at that magical time, twilight.
One of those rides I didn’t want to start, yet once I was riding, didn’t want to stop.
Again, I am reminded that there are times when a ride doesn’t seem right or fun or sensible, but that is precisely when some of the best rides happen.
Pictures from my 8th ride in April:
Day 8: 3 miles
I finished out the first week of 30 Days of Biking with a ride to Sprouts market. If I take a direct route, the store is less than 7 miles round trip. It is sort of ridiculous that I don’t do it more often on my bike. Obviously one reason, the main reason, is panniers don’t hold much in the way of groceries. Still, for just a few items it is the way to go. Today Mark went with me so we had 4 panniers to carry stuff.
One of the best things about an event like 30 Days of Biking is I end up biking more frequently than normal. Maybe not more miles, but more rides. Since I must ride at least once a day, it forces me to figure out ways to incorporate a ride into my day. I don’t know about you, but I don’t do training or fitness rides every day. I do however, go out to run errands, etc., some of which I can do on my bike.
Sundays are my favorite day to ride, maybe yours too. Fewer people on the roads is always welcome and in these parts – especially during church hours – the roads are pretty empty. We had planned a Jones ride today, but with the windy and overall yuck weather, looks like it will just be the grocery store run today.
Pictures from Day 7:
Only down side of no vehicles is there is no one to trip the light
A lovely old building on the campus of UCO.
My lovely, not so old *steel is real* bike.
